165. A time when there are many exhausted people (1)
Unless humans plan from the beginning and set a trap, there are very few cases where a corps commander is captured by a group of mere humans. If Silua was in the thick of battle on the front lines and was relaxed, she would not be captured but would rather be obliterated.
In fact, she encountered the Murderous Knights and overwhelmed them in the battle that took place. If they hadn’t taken the time to play with it, the knights’ lives would have ended there.
Fortunately, the corps commander’s leisure provided an opportunity to extend the lifespan of the members.
[…Huh?]
[….]
[What is this?]
A fighting style that closely resembles that of Deon Hart, commander of the 0th Corps of the Demon King’s Army.
Since you are fighting against an overwhelming enemy, it is a style that would have shown great power if there were many instead of a few. If he were on the battlefield, he would probably influence the morale of both enemy and friendly forces.
Coincidentally, Silua is a fanatical fanatic of Deonhardt’s fighting style. Her eyes sparkled and she spoke to the human gnashing his teeth beneath her feet.
[Your fighting style is similar to someone I respect…]
[….]
[Do you know him as Deon Hart?]
[…Why is our captain’s name listed there?]
[Captain? Deon?]
[Deon? What is your relationship with our captain?]
After that, our friendship was built in an instant.
[Oh my god, you were that famous in the human world? Of course, Deon!]
[I can’t believe he had that much influence even in the demon world…! As expected, captain!]
Silua opened her mouth as a thought occurred to her about how long it had been since they had been talking about Deon Hart’s status and anecdotes in each faction.
[You said you wanted to meet Deon more than that, right? Well… you’re his subordinates, so I guess it’s okay. It’s still hard to completely believe it, but…]
If it becomes a problem, you can just kill it then, so it doesn’t matter.
She lightly shrugged her shoulders and added as if something occurred to her.
[Still, I don’t want to get scolded by the Demon King, so let’s have you take on the bad role.]
[…?]
[You, Deon’s subordinates, are very skilled, so you captured me. I couldn’t help it.]
…That was the beginning of the commotion and this was the scene Deon Hardt saw when he came out.
‘Those crazy guys.’
How did you catch the 7th Corps commander? No, looking at the atmosphere, it looks like the 7th Corps commander has been captured.
Facing the bizarre sight, I unconsciously placed my hand on the handle of the dagger at my waist. Every time I leave the room, I wear a dagger sheath as if I’m fully armed, but that’s not why I wore it.
I suppressed my impulse by clenching my fists and took a step towards that group of people. The demons who recognized Deon Hart moved to the side and began to make their way.
Deon paused for a moment.
‘…I don’t want to talk to you.’
I think it will be very bothersome in the future if I talk to you. Why not just pretend not to know?
The road is open and they can see clearly, but they haven’t found this side yet. As I was contemplating whether to just keep walking, a voice full of joy rang out.
“Ah, Captain!”
“Leader? where!”
“…under.”
“Wow, you’re a real boss!”
I can’t go back now.
Deon straightened his back and approached the unscrupulous hostage takers while maintaining an appropriate stride. With everyone’s attention, a restrained voice flowed out elegantly.
“What are you doing here?”
“What are you doing? “I came to see the captain!”
“It’s too much for you to abandon us!”
“More than that, boss! Have you become too gaunt? Are you really starving here?!”
“Evil demons! How dare you starve our leader!”
This is the den of those evil demons…
Deon, who was looking at the people circling around him and making a fuss, at a loss for words, raised his hand and touched his mouth. A faint sigh escaped.
It was a very faint sigh, but there was no way those who had been watching Deon’s expression would miss it.
Sighing is usually a negative thing! Seizing the opportunity, the demon soldier spoke with shining eyes.
“Master Deon, would it be okay for this ‘evil demon bastard’ to kill those soft-spoken humans?”
“Even though they look like that, they are my subordinates. “Don’t do that.”
“Subordinates… I couldn’t believe it, but they were really subordinates…”
The demon soldier steps back as if he was shocked. Deon turned his eyes again and saw the mad dogs who were not at all discouraged even in the demon world.
How did we get here? I don’t think Lien would have just watched it.
…Oh yeah. Lien.
“What about Lord Lien?”
“That…”
“….”
“So…”
I threw it away and ran away. I’m sure you’re holding onto your back by now.
I’m like that now too. I changed the direction of my hand that was going up to the back of my neck and touched the forehead.
The flow of thought quickly changed.
‘…Now is not the time to just hold on to these guys and argue with them.’
I looked up. He caught his eye on the 7th Corps commander, who was smiling alone as if he had nothing to do with it.
“Silua. “The commander of the 7th Corps, who should be on the border… why is he here?”
“Oh, I came here for a moment to deliver something!”
“relay?”
“Yes, I received a request from the commander of the 2nd Corps. They said they were busy gathering information. “Some people even asked me to forgive them for their rudeness in not being able to visit me in person.”
Crazy dogs must have met each other on the way.
I accepted the box pushed in front of me. It feels quite heavy in the hand. At first glance, I could smell the fishy smell of blood.
─Is the blood scent from somewhere else or does it come from here?
Deon, who was looking at it with a frown as he had no idea which side it was or what it was, opened the lid without hesitation.
“…her.”
The strong smell of blood spread everywhere.
The demons become agitated and Dan, who was standing behind them, lets out an exclamation that may be a laugh. For a moment, his expression hardened and he made a fuss disguised as curiosity, asking what the murderous knights were, but Deon quietly looked down at them without any expression.
The box contained the head of a man.
‘King Rweche’s younger brother.’
It’s a face I’ve seen before. Because Develania had shown me a portrait.
[Do you really need to see it? It’s a face that’s going to kill you anyway.]
[You should at least see who I’m killing.]
You really have the right facial expression.
I looked at it for a while and then closed the lid. I tried to hand it over to Dan, but he looked horrified, so I handed it over to Ed and called Dan.
“You’ll be busy with the work I told you to do, so you don’t have to stay here. “Go ahead and do your job.”
“yes.”
Dan glances at Ed, who looks oddly triumphant, and briefly bows his head before walking away. The members of the Murderous Knights who discovered him belatedly raised their voices and said, ‘Huh?’
“Wow, did you abandon us and follow the captain alone? “You traitor!”
“If you had known, you should have told us instead of following along alone!”
“How carefully we taught you!”
“You bastard!”
“…Let’s stop and go inside. “Follow me.”
“Ah, Captain. What on earth is that tone of voice? “I can’t get used to it… hehe!”
A dagger was stuck in front of the feet of the guy who was talking nonsense.
The members looked up in horror and met Deon in the air. He had a gentle smile on his face just as he was throwing the dagger.
“Don’t you think we need to have a detailed conversation?”
“I think it’ll be okay…”
“Shut up and follow me.”
“yes.”
I’m in big trouble. Our captain smells like Marquis Primiro.
The fear engraved in my mind reacts reflexively. For a moment, the members’ bodies froze and they trembled and obediently followed Deon.
***
“Aaaah! No no…!!”
My younger brother died. The King of Rweche lay down on the body covered with a white cloth and let out a sobbing scream. Since it was a headless body, it was tempting to deny the truth, but he had already accepted the reality.
I already tried to deny it several times.
[Please… please tell me that this child is not my brother.]
[Your Highness…]
[He… has no head. So it can be confusing. Huh?]
He is a strong kid. I’ve lived my whole life righteously without any of the common deviations, but shouldn’t the end be like this? At least the body must be intact.
“Baby… I’m sorry… I’m sorry for everything…”
Tears fell as if they were draining all the moisture from my body.
Rweche clearly requested support from the alliance as soon as the demons stood in front of the castle gate. However, the State of Shan sent insufficient troops, and the Empire, which was most expected, seemed to be delayed in responding. Even though relief came, the quality of the troops fell for a while, causing despair. It was clearly visible to anyone that commoners and poor people had been conscripted.
In the end, my younger brother, who was worse off, came forward.
[I will go.]
[No. It’s dangerous.]
[I am the general of this kingdom. I must fulfill my duty.]
[There are still other generals in the kingdom besides you. If I send them away…]
[You know that they are not enough.] [
But.]
[I’m sorry, Your Highness.]
[….]
I should have stopped them. No, the alliance itself should not have been formed in the first place. Rweche has done a lot for the empire, but is this the only repayment?
Sadness and frustration soon turned into anger.
The King raised his head. A blue ghost appeared in the two eyes, which were bloodshot and bloodshot, with tears streaming down them.
When he opened his mouth to say something,
it clicked.
“majesty. The commander of the Empire’s support requested an audience. What should I do?”
“…Come on in.”
I don’t know what you’re trying to say in this situation by shamelessly requesting an audience.
The king, who accepted the request with the intention of venting his anger, had to keep silent when the other person knelt before coming in to show courtesy.
“There is no shame. sorry.”
“….”
In fact, regardless of the quality of the troops, I know that the knight in front of me did his best. Therefore, even if you are angry at the Empire, you should not be angry at her.
Because the anger over losing my younger brother has not subsided.
“What’s your name?”
“This is Leen Reiner.”
“Yes, Lord Reiner. “Why is Kyung alive?”
A harsh voice came out, as if it would cut me at any moment.
“My brother is dead. “The king’s brother, the general of this country, is dead, so why is he alive and standing in front of me?”
“…no shame.”
“I don’t want to hear that! “You asked me why I was alive!”
“sorry.”
Lien answered silently with his head down.
In fact, she was a little tired. The lord he served has sided with the devil, and even the knights under his command have fled. Naturally, everyone’s hostility was focused on her.
The look of suspicion that clung to his every move was so blatant.
Not even the emperor or family can offset this. All of Rweche’s resentment was crushed, and it became her responsibility to lead the abandoned group that would come to this place where they could possibly die.
‘But as a commander, I have an obligation to return the brought troops to the empire as safely as possible.’
Aside from being exhausted, she was unable to give up her duties and had to meet the king to save the rest.
He bowed his head and politely held out his left hand as if offering it.
“I will give you my wrist.”
“….”
“I know that I can’t appease Your Majesty’s anger just like that. I also want to sacrifice my life, but I know that the aftermath could be detrimental to Your Majesty…”
In fact, the Emperor told him not to do that.
Although he never said it directly, in a short conversation before Lien went to provide support as a commander, he made a remark that implied the idea of saving oneself.
It was the Emperor’s own defense after noticing Lien Reiner’s exhausted psychological state.
[Blame Jim.]
[…What do you mean? How dare I?]
[The scriptures are too upright. Even the soldiers who are embarrassed to be called that soldier will probably try to take responsibility for the soldiers under their command.]
Even though he is only a temporary leader.
No, since they are more like civilians, they will try to save them somehow. If they end up dying, they will feel guilty.
[In that sense, let Jim tell it himself.]
[….]
